The Military Female Soldier With Unwavering Stubbornness

"Mom, I'm happy to hear such good news so early in the morning and be fined for being late." An Jiaxin muttered with a chuckle, turned into wind again, and rushed towards the classroom frantically.

At this time, the morning self-study has already started for five minutes, and the students in the first class of the second year of high school are late and punished five times for the text.

After the morning self-study, An Jiaxin, who was punished to copy the text, sat down at Ye Jian's table with her notebook. While she was immersed in copying the text, she could join in the discussion about Ye Ying's transfer.

"Aren't I late? I happened to see Ye Ying walking so fast with his parents, as if they had wheels on their feet." She wrote furiously, still laughing, "Evil comes with evil, she deserves it." .”

"So it turned out that she was a bit too courageous. She even wronged her own instructor. She deserved to drop out of school."

"It really deserves it. It can be said that Class 1, Grade 2, sent away a plague god."

Most of the students thought so. The students who had been in the same class with Ye Ying in high school wanted to say a few words, but their voices were too weak to be defeated by Taotao's accusation, and they stopped after saying a few words.

Everyone is gone, there is no excuse.

At this time, Ye Ying appeared in the second class of the Provincial No. 2 Middle School. Because of her excellent academic performance, she was naturally arranged in the experimental class.

After the self-study was finished early that day, after the first class, everyone in the sophomore class knew about Ye Ying's transfer, and it was even reported that she was disrespectful to Teacher Tong.

Yao Jing knew that Ye Ying would transfer schools, but she didn't expect her to transfer schools so quickly. With her eyes downcast, she took advantage of ten minutes after class to find Luo Ran who also knew the news.

"You should stay out of the way now, she is gaining momentum, and you won't get any benefits if you come out now." Yao Jing looked at Luo Ran, who was so angry that his facial features were hideous, and calmly analyzed: "And I need to tell you, Ye Jian is very likely A little skill. I didn't see it when I was shooting a target, but all the students in Class 2 and 1 of the whole high school said that Ye Jian is amazing, think about it for yourself, can you deal with such a person with your own fists?"

This is not good news. If I don't tell Luo Ran in advance, I'm afraid that he will go directly to Ye Jian to settle the score in a fit of anger.

It's not because of Luo Ran that he reminded him, but because he thought he needed to use Luo Ran to get to know those people in the society to stand out for him, so he reminded him.

"Don't worry this time, I never thought of going to her now. Next Friday, I will have a duel with Ye Jian!" Luo Ran was given a severe lesson when he returned home, and even gave away all his pocket money. Yes, I also have to shrink my neck to live.

Yao Jing first glanced at him with a look of disbelief, and when she heard that she had an appointment to fight Ye Jian next Friday, a flash of enlightenment flashed in her eyes, "That's fine! We have to be more honest for the next half month, Qian Don't let anything happen at school."

After finishing speaking, he said again: "Where is Yang Heng? You haven't reconciled with him yet? For the sake of Ye Jian, why not just say "I'm sorry" in the past, Yang Heng is not stingy.

"Fuck!" Originally, he was thinking about whether to make up with Yang Heng, but now that he was asked to apologize, Luo Ran turned his face and shouted in a rough voice, "I have broken up with him a long time ago! Absolutely impossible! Okay, okay, what do you care about being so lenient. Go to class!"

What a piece of mud that can't support the wall! A man who can bend and stretch doesn't even understand the truth!

Yao Jing, who was full of complaints in her heart, glared at him, turned around and walked towards the classroom without persuasion. After walking two steps, Yao Jing counted her fingers. Next Friday...isn't it just Yang Heng's birthday?